I Can't Control Myself Novels & Stories

I'll finally rebel. But right now? I can't be distracted. I can't be sick. I have to win. I have to have control.

But, despite the ambiance of solace, i couldn't shake off the feeling of turmoil that had been brewing petite inside me. I had always struggled to control my powers, to keep them from overwhelming me. It was like trying to tame a dangerous beast, one that was constantly threatening to break free and wreak havoc. But now, with the stress of the past few days weighing on me, I was finding it harder than ever to keep my emotions in check.

The smoke from his cigarette billowed up into his face, highlighting his sharp side profile. He thought that it didn’t make sense for him to be the only one affected, and his need for control was starting to spiral. Why can’t a person control matters of the heart? Of course, it can be controlled. Only a person lacking self-control would say that they couldn’t do it.

I’m begging You. Fix whatever is broken in me that turns everyone away from me. Cut. Cut. Cut. I cut and release my demons, or they will take over and control me. Control me to where I can’t breathe or even live. And I can’t breathe right now. It hurts to draw breath into my lungs and panic sets in.

I held her jaw firmly, making her face me again dead-on against my mask. "There is nothing wrong with you. Nothing." My voice came out lower than I intended, a dense whisper that dominated the silence of the room. "Do you know what the problem is? It's that I can't admit what I really think about you. This doesn't happen to me. I always control everything. Always. My companies, my business, every single person that crosses my path. But you... you make me lose control. My mind reacts. My body reacts. My heart reacts. My length gets completely hard just watching you walk through this door... It might look like I am always in command, but the truth is that I am completely at your mercy."

It was already 7pm, if I quickly had a shower and dressed up, I would be there around 8pm. I am nervous as this may be the last time I see him... at least for a while. *** Adam Wilson "Everything is over. Completely ruined." I spoke to the shrink. "I did exactly what you asked me to do! In fact, I humiliated myself for that!" I shouted at him before taking a deep breath and calming down. "Relax Adam. What exactly did you do?" What did I do? I lost control. That's what I did. I was blinded by desire and the only thing I had wanted was to devour her. I went too far and she felt... violated.

I added, waving Nikolas off. "What the-" I pushed at his arm, asking him to shut up as I try and talk with the kid, "So as you see, those people, they made me hate something about myself that now I love the most," I added, trying to make him comprehend it, "It's what some does, their insecurities push them to make you feel bad, about things that you shouldn't feel bad about, they do it only to satisfy themselves, it doesn't necessarily mean that there is something wrong with you," I added and he intently listened, needing to hear some encouraging words, "The thing you need to know is that you can only control your own behavior, " I shook my head, "You can't control other people's."

She spoke again, looking more apprehensive now. I paused for a moment, visualizing. "But this thing is certainly wrapped around my fingers, can't you see, Belletta? I find it so hard to control myself whenever I'm in such a mood. Or, should I say trance?" I said, with my heart in my mouth. I could feel my feet wobbling terribly.. the feeling was so intense, forsaking me in my world of emptiness. "Let's just be calm for now, we'll surely talk about this later. But, let's get going, we're almost late already."

You felt it. Just now. When you were close to her. His eyes darkened. Because it was right. For a second— he had lost it. And if he hadn’t stopped— If she hadn’t said his name— What would have happened? His jaw clenched. “I won’t let that happen again.” The voice almost laughed. You already did. Silence. Then— another push. Another thought. If you can’t control yourself— remove the trigger. His breathing stopped. Just for a second.

Angry tears that I couldn't stop. "Every time you touch me, I forget everything. Training, responsibilities... everything. All I can think about is more. And I hate it. I hate that I can't control myself around you." Zane spoke quietly. "Inka—" "I'm weak." I looked at each of them. "My body is weak. My mind is weak. My wolf is weak. And worst of all, my self-control around you three is nonexistent. That's on me. But you don't make it easier."